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The 29th floor of the Sacred Heart Group.

After getting the true biography of the person in charge of Fisdel in Asia, Fang Ran felt that he was just like a divine help, chopping melons and vegetables and processing the documents on the desktop.

After all the troublesome things that need to be processed and calculated and checked within the group were thrown by him to Abel, all the remaining files can be solved with ‘what’s up to me’ and ‘what’s up to you’.

Fang. The speed is super fast. It is just like the man in his dream who has been naked and lying on the bed, but has not finished his work!

Staring at the alliance he has secretly under.

Rapidly ‘processing’ business documents one after another.

At this point, Su Qun knew that Fang Ran could not know anything, but he still arranged for him to be in a high position. He could only rely on communicating with Su Lengyue to get help. Two birds with one stone could improve his vision, pattern, and so on. A confident plan that fits the identity of the participant...

Basically...

Well, it was impossible to succeed in the beginning.

At this moment, Fang Ran held his pen with bright eyes and signed his ‘opinions’ on document after report.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a chuckle of disdain, and his pen was flying!

——"Suhang Pharmaceutical Company Cooperation Intention Application Form"

‘We are very grateful for your suggestions and will reply as soon as possible. ’

Pharmaceutical cooperation?

no~no~no~, pharmacy is no longer needed, I can think about it for stick production.

——"Inspection Report of International Chemical Supervision Agency"

‘We will conduct detailed analysis and research on this, actively consider your suggestions, and take action as soon as possible. ’

I'll go, it sounds so awesome!

But why do you manage such a wide range? Do your institutions with the word international at the beginning live by the sea...

——"Declaration on your company's research and development methods for selling new versions of influenza drugs"

‘We are very grateful for your proposal and will reply as soon as possible. ’

influenza....

Fortunately, I always have the three essences of Shuanghuanglian. I don’t catch a cold during the flu season!

—— "Introduction to Southern Bank's Loan Preferences This Year"

‘We will conduct detailed analysis and research on this, actively consider your suggestions, and respond as soon as possible. ’

emmm...

Why is this kind of file that is an advertisement when you look closely...

Fang Ran's eyes were bloody, and his crotch was windy. He would give him a Hasa...cough, sorry.

Come on, start over.

Fang Ran's eyes were light, and his hands were windy. (?_??) He just got stuck in a pain... (Slapped)

Don't...don't, don't do it...

In short, he is flying with his pen, simply and effectively filling in all kinds of documents with only two-sentence responses, as if he has found the feeling of freshman making up Marx's homework.

On the whole, we must firmly grasp the good core of socialism, keep up with the bright future of the Acura Party, and keep in mind the vocabulary such as "in-depth implementation" that the teacher Xueba often said.

Anyway, it feels like you already know the answer and you are done writing.

Then Fang Ran thought that he basically had to use these two sentences repeatedly to change the middle and the back of the two sentences, and from time to time to take a peek at the big beautiful secretary in the cubicle not far away, then he could finish these official duties and secretly hit. Time of the alliance.

He pulled out a document that read "Regarding the application for mid-August seaside vacation for all laboratory employees"...

Fang Ran: "..."

Almost instinctively, he could only write those two sentences at most, and he was silent for a second.

Then silently wrote below.

‘The application is rejected, rejected. ’

...

silence...

Silence...silence...

emmm...

Humph! (｀へ′)=3

Babies can't go to the beach to play in the sand during summer vacation. Not only can they not go, but also **** training. You guys want to travel on public funds! ?

Hehe (sneer), it doesn't exist.

It’s hard to say at other times, but today when I sit in this position...

Don't even think about it!

Your immediate boss orders you,

Get me off to work!

Fang again succeeded in showing confidence in strange and useless places.

"Go! Go! Go..."

Fang Ran disgusted and threw the document aside, yawned, stretched his waist deeply, and habitually took a peek at whether Su Lengyue paid attention to her, and then accidentally saw her leaning over. The scene of picking things up.

In the black suit and skirt is a white shirt, with a smooth S-curve, and the black silk tight calf is long and sexy.

The neckline opens, and the motion of leaning over is based on the vision of the participants...

Cough cough cough...

Fang Ran quickly retracted his gaze, his face flushed slightly, obviously not holding that kind of thought, but he still felt ashamed as a pervert.

Sorry, I really didn't see anything.

Then he turned his gaze back to the last document in his hand, feeling happy in his heart.

As long as this last copy is finished, the baby can be sexually blessed!

Then Fang Ran suddenly saw the header of the document in his hand.

"Regarding the relevant agreements and contracts for the entry of North American medical equipment into the international market"

contract? ?

Why is even this kind of stuff mixed in...

Fang Ran thought of it speechlessly in sweat, then sighed and couldn't help it.

This kind of thing, sure enough, can't be written nonsense...

and so...

It is up to you to decide, come out, the dark brown instant noodles are more handsome than foreigners!

Then Fang Ran dialed Abel's phone, and secretly hid behind the monitor.

"Hello, I am Abel."

I know you are!

As if he didn't look at the telegram, Abel politely replied, and Fang Ran asked in a low voice and quickly:

"Hello, Abel?"

"Mr. Fang, great, you can..."

"Don't talk about it for now, tell me, how should I deal with this contract document?"

Fang Ran asked while covering his mouth, looking at the last document, scratching his head.

"contract?"

Abel’s voice is not surprising. For him, contracts are as frequent and familiar as his reports in college.

"Yeah, there is a contract document at the end, which means let me make my mind!?"

Fang Ran looked embarrassed, for fear that his false signing or not signing it would delay the operation of the resuscitated hospital.

In the afternoon, he was busy treating illness and saving people and the old Chinese doctor completely forgot.

This is the document that Su Lengyue told him to ignore...

"Mr. Fang, you may not have entered business yet. To put it bluntly, the contract is nothing more than an agreement on interests and interests, appeals and demands. Through comprehensive consideration, if this contract has positive value or meaning, signing it will not any problem."

Abel's voice is as reliable as ever, like a "student tyrant", giving Fang Ran a feeling of salvation.

"But I don't know if this contract is good for the group."

When Fang Ran said this, he spoke rather weakly, and Abel's voice was still steady and reliable. Speaking of this, he revealed a strong confidence, which made people extremely reassuring.

"It doesn't matter, you can talk to me briefly about the details of the contract, and I can help you judge from simple and necessary treaties."

Only a few details are needed...

So strong! ?

That's right, I'll just wait for your words.

I knew that high-end talent like you would definitely be possible!

"Okay, then I'll read its name to you. It's called About Medical Delivery to North America..."

"Well, okay, I already know it."

Fang Ran: "..."

Medical...treatment...treatment...

(?_?)

Do you dare to wait for me to finish.

....

...

Puff... you know it before I even finish my name...

Just now you said that only a few details can be used to judge. I still suspect that you are bragging with me...

It turns out that you were humble a bit! ? (She covers her face and weeping and laughing)

"Speaking of Mr. Fang, haven't the people of the Sacred Heart Group talked to you?"

Hearing Fang Ran's voice stopped abruptly, Abel smiled slightly and said.

"Said, what did you say?"

Shocked at whether Veronica's Fiesderi, the person who manages the entire Asian medical industry, actually grasped the content of the contract by hearing only half of the file name, and asked with a blank face.

"The document says that Sacred Heart Group wants to deliver large-scale medical facilities to North America, starting from the most economically open area in North America, so as to open up the international market. After all, it has no competitors and room for development in China."

Listening to Abel calmly talking about these things in the business field with a smile, in addition to feeling that he talked calmly and was used to such powerful things, he just looked at the documents he opened. The first page is exactly the same as Abel said.

With a dumb face, thinking...

Damn it, he was really clear! ?

I think I can change the name of the ‘magical old Chinese doctor’.

"Oh, so... so what?"

Fang Ran continued to flip through the document. It was full of various mechanical models and cost calculations that he hadn't seen before. When he saw that his head was big, he asked rhetorically when he didn't know why.

"Although the Sacred Heart Group is the only one in China, if they want to enter the international market and share a piece of cake, they cannot avoid the recognition of a behemoth unless they have the confidence to be an enemy."

Abel's voice is still full of confidence and a smile, and it seems that there is infinite power to support his belief, saying such a sentence.

"Monster? What kind of monster?"

It seems that Sister Recovery has never told me such things.

"That's natural..."

Fang Ran was slightly puzzled in his heart, and then continued to flip through the document in his hand and asked Abel. After that, he heard Abel chuckle and replied proudly:

"It's us Fiesder."

The hand flipping the document froze suddenly, Fang Ran listened to this sentence, looking at a word that frequently appeared on the last page of the document with a stiff expression.

Fiesder.

Was it so?

Fang Ran closed the file dumbfounded, shaking his head and smiling bitterly:

"I'll just say, how do you know so much."

Then he sighed slightly, thinking about recovering the usual care for himself, and at the same time being the only woman who could barely cope with the night game, Fang Ran leaned on the boss chair and asked Abel on the other end of the phone.

At this moment, he finally has the temperament that fits sitting in this position.

"Is there any loss to Fiesder for signing this contract?"

For some reason, from hearing this sentence, or because of Fang Ran's tone of standing on Fiesder's standpoint, Abel replied seriously:

"No, it's just the same and it doesn't have much interest. I just rejected Miss Su Yanxi's proposal in view of this."

After a pause, Abel smiled slightly, as if he could see that if he stood here, he would bow slightly like a nobleman.

"However, since the Sacred Heart Group and Miss Yanxi are your friends, then Fieseld has enough reason to ignore these."

Fiesde...

Once again, I clearly understand how huge this name is~www.ltnovel.com~ Fang Ran slightly shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Thinking of the **** pale figure with long silver-gray hair on the screen before, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling in his heart again.

It's a fantastic proposal...

"In that case, I will trouble you later."

After processing the last document, Fang Ran stretched out, and the most high-end leather swivel chair really gave people a comfortable and superb feeling.

"It's my honor."

After listening to Abel's answer on the phone, Fang Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and returned to normal.

He smiled again and looked at the L icon on the computer...

Then when he wants to hang up and go happy by himself...

Abel suddenly said anxiously:

"Please wait, Mr. Fang."

"Well, what's the matter?"

Fang Ran asked strangely, feeling that his voice seemed to be something difficult.

But it makes no sense! ?

From a short contact, Fang Ran has understood that, regardless of the smashed identity of the head of the medical field in Asia, this handsome foreign guy who can control the instant noodles is a super powerful and reliable person.

What difficulties can such a guy encounter?

"I'm sorry, it will be unfavorable to the things you promised, but, Mr. Fang, can you tell me..."

Then just when he was puzzled, he heard Abel's voice on the phone with helplessness and a wry smile, with deep doubts that seemed to emerge from the depths of his soul.

"What is the powerful hypnotism in that patient population that uses a magical Chinese medicine called Xuanmai Ganju as a medicinal primer? Why have I never heard of it?"

Fang Ran: "......"

(;￣д￣)....

Uh... can I say I don’t know...